The Soil's Prayer - Horseburner

Communion, sea to Earth to sky.

Sons and daughters born of mud

Earthen child swaddled by leaf, Mother’s wisdom in salted wave

We roam the Earth secretly.

Till the soil 'til our fingers bleed

We plant the seeds of time, antiquated relics of another age

The ruined world, machinations from the mind of man

These tears soak the soil as we dig

Mother’s anger, rise with the dawn

We reside in majesty, in fertile fields and oceans deep

We move unknown, but nature sees a burden to our Mother’s need